My mom was killed along with her brother (my uncle) in a car accident. They were both drunk and on frogs and slammed into a pole. My uncle was decapitated Lol I never really heard what condition my mom was in. I wasn't allowed to attend her funeral. I was 11.
How did your folks bite it?
Father had a heart attack. Mother died from lung cancer.
I forgot to mention that my dad's still kickin last I heard.
So they croaked?
Oops! Drugs! No frogs that I'm aware of, though moms was pretty hardcore.
Mother – brain tumor, in her mid-50s
Father – lung cancer (didn't smoke), in his late 80s.
[quote]My uncle was decapitated Lol
LOL? Maybe they were trying to get away from you, OP.
My dad is 42 and my mom is 41. They aren't even close to dying, OP.
Mom. Cancer when she was 60. It was in her lungs and she never smoked either.
R7, my uncle was an asshole drug addict who got my mom killed. Him losing his head is pretty fuckin funny to me.
Thats what you think, R8.
My mother died of uterine cancer when I was six. My father had long been gone by then so I don't know whatever became of him or if he's still alive. But if he died, I hope it was painful.
[quote]my uncle was an asshole drug addict who got my mom killed
How is that clear from your original post?
LOLing over your uncle being decapitated? Hi, Brandon.
You really ought to just kill yourself. You;'re much sicker than you realize and no good will ever come from your continued existence.
My parents haven't died yet. But I can tell you how they're gonna.....
My father died of bladder cancer two and a half years ago. He was a month shy of his 80th birthday.
He was my best friend and I miss him every day.
My mother is still alive and well.
Colon cancer; cerebral hemorrhage.
Colon cancer; pancreatic cancer.
My mother's still around, but my father committed suicide 11 years ago. I'm still not over it, and I'm starting to realize I probably never will be.
Mumzy and Popsicle are still alive and living quite well in Florida. Love them!!!
Lot of cancer.
Mother died in 92, 2 years after her 3rd bout with cancer (cervical cancer that time). She developed a tumor in her abdomen that produced a massive amount of ascites fluid which had to be drawn out with a long needle twice a week. We eventually knew it was terminal and she lasted 3 months. She died in the emergency room after one of the fluid removal procedures. Her heart could no longer take the strain and she just keeled over as she was sitting on the gurney. They did bring her back but when the doctor asked her if she wanted him to do anything to help her, she said no, and she died 5 minutes later.
My father died a year and a half later. Mainly from a broken heart, and still in the hospital after having surgery on his foot. His intestine separated spontaneously during the night (he had serious intestinal and digestive issues most of his life). He lasted a few hours after I got to the hospital, in tortuous pain even with the morphine. Dying was a mercy for him.
Father: Mid 70s heart attack. Parents were divorced when I ws six and he wasn't a part of my life.
Mother: Died at 80 of pneumonia but she also had Alzheimers but was holding her own against that.
Dad died at 80 of a stroke, Mom at 83 of congestive heart failure at 83. She was in a nursing home after a stroke for a year and was bed-ridden.
Dad died of lung cancer at 53. Mom still alive at 68.
Dad - Age 69 from colon cancer
Mum - Age 80 from Parkinson's
My mother has ovarian cancer at 52 I don't know how long she has
Both COPD. Died within months of eachother. Long time smokers who quit too late. Its the slow race to see which organ gives out first from respiratory failure.
My Mom was going in for an operation and called me two weeks before. She was never very emotional. I only saw her cry once in my life, when I was a kid and my Dad left. Anyway, as we were talking, out of the blue, she said, "I'm going to die!" and then she burst into tears. Quickly pulling herself together, she carried on with the conversation and we said goodbye. I sent flowers and made reservations to arrive just after she got out of the operating room. Unfortunately, she had a brain hemorrhage and died on the table, just like she predicted. She was 71.
Mother: death by emphysema via Lucky Strike.
Father: lung & brain cancer age 82
Mother: 80 and still alive somehow
Hi, Brandon. Don't kill yourself. You're sweet. For your next act, how about a picture (or video) of you sucking someone off?
My dad died at 68 from a heart attack. Just dropped dead with no warning.
My mom is 92 and still in good health.
Father: Colon cancer at age 64. At 11, I was his youngest child from 4 marriages to three wives, and one domestic relation in the middle (scandalous for something that happened in the early 1940's). My mother, 27 years his junior, was his last wife (I have half brothers older than her!), so we absorbed the brunt and effect of his illness and death.
Mother: She, on the other hand, remarried, had another child at age 41, and is still alive, having just turned 79. Her mother died at age 102, and all of us "children" are hoping we've inherited those genes.
Step-father: Very preventable kidney failure caused by his own disregard, as he feared a cancer diagnosis (ironic for a university professor, but I understand many men suffer from this fear of knowledge). It wasn't cancer, just a very treatable enlarged prostate condition, but it was too late when he decided to live. He was 78, and died one month before his only daughter (my youngest sister and goddaughter whom I adore) gave birth to his only grandchild, a baby girl who is now three years old.
I'm 52. Aging sucks, especially when you're gay, independent, lost many loved ones to AIDS, and always used to tons of physical activity (I was a dancer in my youth). But I'll always choose life.
My mother died in a house fire.
My father's second marriage indicates his brain died but he's still ambulatory.
Many Egyptians died on frogs just before the Exodus.
R37 Yeah, they made that Oscar-nominated documentary about that: "How to Survive a Plague."
Mother, cancer at age 53.
Father is 75 and in good health.
My mom was on frogs, too.
As a tadpole in the swamp, I had 3,265 brothers and sisters.
It wasn't easy being green.
[quote] My father died a year and a half later. Mainly from a broken heart, and still in the hospital after having surgery on his foot. His intestine separated spontaneously during the night (he had serious intestinal and digestive issues most of his life).
And one's intestines "separating" has what to do with "a broken heart"?
[quote]My dad is 42 and my mom is 41. They aren't even close to dying, OP.
My father died at age 42, he had a brain aneurysm while swimming and drowned. I was 10.
It can happen any moment and one moment it will.
Mother, lung cancer, 82.
Father, complications of dementia (basically couldn't swallow anymore), 88
I'd rather go like my mom. She said she had no pain.
Dad dropped dead at 44. He was a creep and an asshole. Never really knew him.
Mom's still doing great, at 60.
I have a sneaking suspicion my life will end early like dear old dad's. No idea why, just something I've always felt.
Dad died of a heart attack at 42. I was 9 years old. My mom died of a stroke when she was 83.
Dad age 66 lung cancer was diagnosed in feb and died four months later there was nothing that could be done. Hospice came to the house every day to help my mom xare for him the last three months, they were a blessing.it was sad but a relief when he passed, didnt have to see him suffer anymore.
Mom died 8 yrs later, had various health problms but what got her was pneumonia.
Makes you wonder what someone was told that they came away believing someone's intestines had "separated"?
R43, my mom died of that at 58 (in a hospital, no drowning). They're hereditary & 2 of her older sisters had them (1 died & the other survived surgery).
So you & I should let our doctors know that this is in our background. And we shouldn't smoke.
My father fucked a chick from his work, then another crazy girl got jealous and killed him after complaining to HR.
My mother died of heart disease. She had her first hart attack in her mid-50's. She was 78 when she died.
My father had various ailments, including a tumor in his heart, diabetes, etc. (He had smoked for decades and also worked in a nuclear power plant in his 30's). He died at 79.
Mom died just shy of her 67th birthday from ovarian cancer.
Dad still kickin' at 79 - and misses my Mom everyday (so do I...)
My father died of mysterious causes after refusing to post his nude picture on Datalounge.
Dad suicided/Mom died in her sleep of heart failure
R56, a deer kicked your mom in the chest?
My father died of a second stroke when I was eight. My mother is alive and well.
I don't believe in any form of afterlife. However, if I am wrong, I hope my father is happy with the stuff I have done in my life that is good.
This never happened
R61 No, it was Hart Bochner.
Both still alive, in their early 80s.
Mom, who was otherwise never sick a day in her life, died a slow, painful death from uterine cancer.
Dad, who had a multitude of health problems and spent 40 years constantly in and out of hospitals, took a nap one afternoon and slipped away peacefully.
Dad had a stroke, died three days later
18 yrs later
Mom had a heart attack, died three days later
They both died about an hour after the last kid/grandkid made it the hospital
Isn't someone going to repeat the old joke about their dad dying in his sleep, and the people in his car screaming in fright?
MY PARENTS HAVEN'T DIED, YOU INSENSITIVE CLOD!
Mother dies at 78 of diabetes. Worse disease than AIDS.
Father dies at 51 of cancer of the right side of the jaw bone and advanced metastatic cancer of the oral cavity.
And, I, at 64, was diagnosed with high-grade salivary duct carcinoma, right side. Eerie sort of parallell to my Father's condition.
Still working on it. Thanks for the ideas, OP? Did anyone suspect you at the time?
[quote] Father dies at 51 of cancer of the right side of the jaw bone and advanced metastatic cancer of the oral cavity.... I was diagnosed with high-grade salivary duct carcinoma
Ouch. Head and neck cancer can be a real bitch.
My Father died of old age at age . My mom fainted and was taken to the ER. They gave her a transfusion and she died of a heart attack while still in the hospital.
I miss them both very much.
As soon as I find out where to buy thallium I'll tell you.
The day I lose one of my parents will destroy me.
It'll hurt, but it won't destroy you.
I'm eager to find out ASAP
Mother died today. Or maybe it was yesterday.
Dad died a year and a half ago of complications from leukemia, the 'treatable' kind, which plagued him for three years. So many pills, so many blood transfusions. The poor guy.
He had a bad spell and was in ICU at the hospital for a week before he died. He looked so frail at 83. I had to lock myself in the bathroom in his room so he wouldn't see me crying (I never cry). After his week was up, he was being transferred to an assisted care facility, as my mother couldn't take care of him by herself, although she was and still is very sharp and fully functioning in her early 70s. About 3 hours after he'd been transferred to "the home" -- which seemed to have been really stressful for him -- we went back to check on him, feed him dinner, etc. He was slumped over in his wheelchair, staring blankly, in a cold sweat. He wasn't responsive. We alerted a nurse, who told us he was "actively dying". I'll never forget how awful it was to find him like that, to not be able to say goodbye properly. His heart stopped beating a few minutes later once they wheeled him on a gurney into a private room for us. I'm glad we were there when it happened, but the poor guy didn't even know what he had coming.
I've never really told anyone all of these details. I think about that sad day almost every night. My mom and I never talk about the specifics of it.
My father was an alcoholic for most of his life and rather distant as fathers go, but he was also a sweet man who never harmed me or my mother. We weren't particularly close, but the sad way he spent his last hours -- alone in a room with a brain-damaged man who'd been living at the facility for decades and was prone to near-constant loud, nonsensical outbursts -- just tears my heart out. I try not to think about it.
From a nurse who has worked an Oncology ward, no one ever dies alone. Have seen too often a dying patient purposely responding to stimuli that the staff could not see or hear.
Hope you can find peace.
They were in my way.
Father (70) and mother (65) are still alive.
Sadly, mine were assassinated by a mafia hit man who locked them in a closet & sucked all the air out with a straw.
Still Trembling At The Memory
R75 the pain when a patent dies is huge, but if you can help the parent that is left it helps to work thru your grief and you have a much deeper relationship with that parent. But when that parent dies it's really hard. At least its been for me. The pain never lessens, but it doesn't come arround as often as time goes on.
This thread is useless without pictures.
How old are you R8 , 8?
My father died suddenly of an genetic cardiac valve disorder. My mother was killed in a hospital by a nurse who gave her an iatrogenic infection.
I was going to post something silly, but this got me.
"The day I lose one of my parents will destroy me."
I always felt this way my entire life. It's the "without you I'm nothing" syndrome.
But watching my Dad die a slow hideous death from pancreatic cancer, I now wish he had just dropped dead one day.
Guess what. Life does go on. Maybe differently than it was for some, but it does go on. I now take care of my elderly mother. And it's fine.
My mother died of multiple myeloma in 1986. My father died of small-cell lung cancer in 2011.
Working on it.
Ma died from complications of Alzheimer's. The only one she recognized to the end was my Pa, the person who physically and mentally abused her (and us kids) for most of their married life. She did not know any of her kids or grandkids.
Moms Mabley always said if you can't say something good about someone who died, don't say nothing.
In 1982, my father died at age 62 after five years of heart trouble.
Four years ago, my mother died at age 87 (one week shy of her 88th birthday) after about ten years of being mostly bedridden. I was her sole caregiver.
My dad is 84 with stage 4 Parkinsons; his dad died at 38 from a stroke (he'd had chronic high blood pressure). My mom is 75 and is good health. My father can barely communicate on a good day, barely walk across a room unassisted (and even then it's tricky), had diapers for a while now. Remind of why it's "tragic" when a parent dies? He's been a great dad, but he had a near-death experience in 2009 (the word "hospice" came up, but he recovered), and another one a few months ago. He's only going to get worse.
30 wacks, 31 wacks
[quote]They were both drunk and on frogs and slammed into a pole.
Now that is some seriously weird shit.
[quote]They were both drunk and on frogs and slammed into a pole.
Maybe they had a Hot Toady
Dad died in a grease fire.
My mother died of lung cancer at 84 and my father died three months later at 85 of a broken heart due to my mother dying and a lack of will to continue living.
My momma died when she tripped over a pair of wooden legs in a sleazy motel while she was committing adultery.
Daddy died thinking of me.
Father -- heart attack at 67
Mother -- breast cancer at 84
I miss them both. I thought I couldn't get along without them, but I do. Life goes on.
My dad died of pneumonia which he got when he was in the hospital for a heart aneurysm.
Mom mom died from Multiple Myeloma (cancer of the bone marrow) a few years later.
Can you see my pussy now, r101?
Pop: pneumonia in a (excellent) VA nursing home.
Mom: dementia and dehydration (purposeful) at a mediocre nursing home. The witholding of fluids pretty much at the order of her doctor in response to the medical POA's neglect of our mother. Nor a happy situation at all.
They committed suicide after a "fun evening" with Pastor Rick Warren and his wife.
Fluids and food are often withheld when an elderly person decides they want to die and will not eat nor drink.
Happens all the time in situation with the elderly in nursing homes and when dying at home.
Other times, a dying cancer patient is not no longer able to eat, so no food is given.
My grandfather and father both in nursing homes decided they wanted to die so no food and drink was forced upon them.
sorry, no food and drink were forced upon them
Happens all the time in situations with the elderly in nursing homes, hospices, and when dying at home.
Check back with me in about five minutes.
40 whacks, 41 whacks
Dad of HIV, Mom of emphysema
Dad: rare form of leukemia
Mom: lung cancer
My mother and her girlfriend held hands and drove off a cliff together.
There was ... an accident.
Jeez, this thread is depressing!
Mom(69)had breast cancer that we thought was basically taken care of with a lumpectomy. After her CT scan, we found out the breast cancer was separate and secondary to the 4th stage renal cancer which took her life within months.
Dad (70) had just retired. He went in for a routine pre-op visit for knee surgery three weeks after Mom died, only to find out he had an extremely rare form of Non-Hodgekins Lymphoma. He died 5 months after my Mom.
2012 was a really abysmal year and 2013 hasn't been much better yet.
Pop: pneumonia, 80. He was generally debilitated, had some dementia, and was still angry about my coming out a day before he died.
Mom: dehydration as purposeful end of life care, debilitation and some dementia, at 91. She was lucid with certain people, including her medical POA, and had NOT expressed a desire to die. It was POA's decision to off her. POA was also abusive to her on her deathbead, and it became clear (in retrospect) was/is mentally ill. This one does not set well with me.
thinking of me
My father died(age 65) of lung and liver cancers. A lifelong smoker and drinker, who knew, huh? Mom had sarcoma, died(at age 78) 4 months after diagnosis. An odd thing about it though, her dentist told her to go to her doctor, when he saw a rough patch of skin just in front of one of her ear openings.At least that's what Mom said.
My beloved mother is struggling with pain but my father recently died according to the coroner's report a stroke and undetected stage 3 kidney disease. I suspect it was shame due to a 600 cable bill caused by renting pornos. Some of my siblings are shocked by the titles,one sister couldn't get over my father renting Teenage Sluts guess she doesn't understand 18 is legal and can also join the army...
Mom went down on the first bat the the head. Dad was more of a challenge. I ended up having to stab him in the chest.
Dad died aged 34 from heart failure. He had rheumatic fever as an 18 year old and it scarred his mitral valve. I was not quite 3, so have very few memories of him.
Mum died aged 55 from ovarian cancer. I miss her terribly.
Both parents still living. Mom is 83 and father is 89
Both still live alone and take care of themselves.
Mom - 42, a mixture of hemolytic anemia and alcoholism. Randomly died while on the phone with me during Third Watch on NBC
Dad- 55, Heart attack while at work a year and a half ago.
In fairness no one on my mothers's side really lives very long, My grandmother lived to be the oldest at 64 years and 2 days. she died a very slow cancer death. Her parents died at 32 and 59.
Same deal with my Dad's side Grandmother 57 grandfather 62.
My dad killed my mom in 1973. In 1992 the state of Georgia electrocuted him. I got to keep all of his stroke magazines and crayons that were in his cell.
My Dad suffered with Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS) - or Lou Gehrig's Disease - and died at 79. My Mom's still alive and kicking at 78.
Hopefully, when I finally kick it, my nieces won't be LOLing their asses off on some Anonymous Message Board!
Wow R130, I was just about to post that my father died of ALS at 63.
R89, it will be hard when your mom passes. Life does go on when both your parents are gone only it's a little gloomier than before....and, of course, you become even more aware of your own mortality.
I hope that when I die, it's instantaneous. I don't want to die a slow painful death like my mom.
Well, R130, I'm actually thrilled to meet someone in the same boat...I've never met anyone who's had to deal with that shit!
R131 - R133 should be addressed to you!
mom - young in a car accident
father - old of just falling over, he was 83
I haven't decided yet, OP.
I didn't see nuthin!
My mom also died at 63 of ALS, just over a year ago. Dad died from a stroke (not his first - he was an alcoholic, which probably contributed) at 55.
Some of your parents died really young.
My dad died last year from a brain hemmorage - he fell down some steps and hit his head. He was 81.
Mom is ok but gradually getting weaker. She is 76.
Dad jumped off the golden gate bridge and mom died of a drug overdose. Great legacy, eh?
Well, at least they weren't on frogs.
My parents are both still alive in their late 60s. They are frankly awful people; manipulative, petty, childish and abusive. But my sons died before their first birthday in a house fire with their mother. I sometimes wish I could trade that.
Aw, sorry R141. You are not your parents, though. I hope that you find someone that brings you happiness since your parents failed you.
I hear you, R143. Mine aren't dead either but my best friend died recently and I wished that it was them who had died. I don't talk to them now at least.
[quote]Dad jumped off the golden gate bridge and mom died of a drug overdose. Great legacy, eh?
Hardcore. At least that's an original, interesting combo. I wish I had such a colorful family.
They were ripped to pieces by two bulldogs I released on them. Motherfuckers had it coming. Greatest memory of my life.
Gee, what a happy, uplifting thread! How about one on crippling diseases that sucked all the joy out of your life?
[quote] Gee, what a happy, uplifting thread!
You expected puppies and kittens on a "How Did Your Parents Die" thread? Why don't you tell us about that one crippling disease that sucked all the brains out of your head?
Mom died at 52 from renal cancer that moved into her bones. Smoked for 40 years and could never quit...until she lost a kidney.
I am a loud & proud Mama's boy and miss her every day.
OTOH, my father is 72 and still living on dialysis because both kidneys were removed. He is such a shitty parent that none of his children or grandchildren will be there when he dies. Sometimes things just aren't fair.
For me this thread brings out the happiest time in my life, so I don't complain.
My mom killed herself because R149 was such a cunt.
MOther died of breast cancer at 62. Father died of a heart attack at 78. Aunt (mother's sister), to whom I was VERY close, died of emphysema; outlived my mother by 15 years and my father by 8; thank God, 'cause I was close to my mother (not so much my father) and having my aunt 15 more years helped.
R120: I am sorry for your loss(es.) That's a lot of grief to process in such a short time. Hopefully you have other family members and friends to help you through this stressful time.
I read a ridiculous self-help book years ago that said a great conversation starter for shy people was to ask provocative questions. "How did your parents die?" was one of the suggested queries. Can you imagine a stranger walking up to you at a neighbor's 4th of July BBQ and asking you this?
Cheryl murdered my father in the balcony of an XXX theatre in Times Square.
Mom had a brain haemorrhage 10 days after dad died of asbestosis. They were both 56, I was 19.